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Feeling the excruciating pain beneath him, Reilir swung his sword towards Duge, but as he did, Duge had already teleported behind him, grabbing his neck and one of his wings, and with a violent tug, tore the wing off.

Ah!

A piercing scream of agony.

Reilir's body erupted with a dazzling light that sent Duge flying backwards. He staggered out of the river, only to be pushed back by numerous hands made of water: "No...ugh!"

Previously, Duge's Martial Spirit couldn't attack physically, which had always been his regret.

But after being infused with water, it was as if flesh had been added to the soul, enabling the powerful force of the Martial Spirit to be unleashed at will.

How else to say it, experience is gained through battle.

All this time, Duge preferred to attack the mind, rarely engaging in direct combat, leaving the development of his Sea God's Power lacking.

Now, he finally experienced the thrill of battle.